Saturday, April 13, 2002
amazing people, thus long post
krissa cavouras, foreign correspondent - reporting live from providence, RI... well, okay, i suppose rhode island isn't it's own country (though it should be...) but still, has a nice ring to it, no? i spent a wonderful evening at a panel discussion that Yaniv organized here at Brown (Yaniv being Katrina's boyfriend, Katrina being Payan's sister... yes. i know. confusing). Tom Carver from the BBC, Victor Simpson from AP in Rome, Sharon Tiller from PBS's Frontline (she's Lowell Bergman's wife! wow. what a team.) and Rick MacArthur, the publisher for Harper's. It was amazing, inspiring, to see all these foreign journalists talking about news, and media, and the politics of international journalism... and then afterwards, i got to talk to each and every one of them. I even went out to a bar with Tom and Sharon and Yaniv and Katrina and a bunch of the Brown organizers - the Trinity Brewhouse, a lovely little local brew place here in downtown prov-town.
Can you tell I'm ecstatic? Thanks for inviting me, Yanivi. Very inspiring.
In other news, I had an absolutely lovely time with the Svelte Vika last night, wherein she convinced me how terrible breast-reduction surgery is and also, that her dad is nuts. We just sat around my room and talked about everything, it was quite refreshing. Before that, we'd gone to Boris Mikhalov's opening at Pace/McGill in midtown, with Sweet Viva and the four Oxford kids. Dinner followed at Saigon Grill, a wonderful Vietnamese place on 87th and Broadway, in case you're ever in the neighborhood and want to stuff your tummy with good cheap food. The Brits were charming - Emily and Shiva have changed my mind about stuffy English girls and Mike and Nathan were a total riot.
Then today before I drove to RI, I met up with Bither-bee and J-Dill for bagels at Park Place, always a good time.
So, the point to all this? I've had a solid 24 hours of wonderful conversation and interesting people.
for those interesting wonderful people who I wasn't in present company with (especially you, Payan - you should have come to RI!) - don't worry, we'll have interesting wonderful fun soon.
matthieu the frog prince - shame on you for not calling back!
cheers, k.


love, krissa .... 8:48 AM ... link!

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Tuesday, April 09, 2002
before i sleep
i opened my other window tonight, to air out my room, and i don't usually open that one because it's behind my dresser and hard to reach. well, they're doing some sort of construction on I-87, but i'm far away enough that it doesn't sound like intermittent jackhammers (which it is) but rather, like waves crashing on the beach.
last year, something similar happened - i was cleaning dishes late at night in the kitchen, sometime in march, and the buzzing of the street lamps outside sounded just enough like the cicadas of early texas summers.
these things make me very happy - mainly because i know they're not the noises i love, noises that mean i'm in places i love (texas, the ocean) but because i'm just here, in my little room, somehow it's so much better.
here's to soothing nighttime sounds that come from streetlamps and far away jackhammers. and here's to you.
cheers, k.


love, krissa .... 9:32 AM ... link!

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some indications you are addicted to your computer
provided courtesy of your friends here at petithiboux
1. you have to regularly trim your away message lists on IM because they're overflowing.
2. you check other people's away messages, even when you haven't talked to them in years.
3. you have all your friends subdivided into categories, or in my case, regional divisions (Texas Posse, Kenya Posse, SLC Posse, Roving Posse, and People I Don't Like)
4. You change your desktop graphic according to your mood.
5. You spend lots of time rearranging your icon fonts and background colors.
6. Your computer is programmed to make a Homer Simpson 'doh! when you mess up.
7. Your email is always open and in your tool bar, and you leave your sound on at night because sometimes, at 7:30 in the morning, emails arrive from a boy in London and you actually get up to read them and return to bed happier (well, that may go beyond addiction to the computer...)
and the most important warning sign that you're addicted to your computer is :
8. Once, it asked you to turn it off just so it could rest it's eye.
here at petithiboux, we revealed such geeky impulses just to make it easier for you to cope with your own addictions. mocking, disparaging remarks to your friends here at petithiboux will not assist in the healing process. thank you.


love, krissa .... 9:29 AM ... link!

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Monday, April 08, 2002
shaking my head at you.
people in the comment section of my last blog? you're all insane and doomed. except you, steph. sorry baby. men are scum.


love, krissa .... 8:43 PM ... link!

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Sunday, April 07, 2002
look, here, this situation is absurd
am i the only person in the world who, upon feeling strong emotions toward or about someone, actually expresses them for what they are, instead of wrapping them up in cold emotionless language (i.e., "i really enjoy being with you") or making some cop-out airy declaration about not needing to say the words? listen, people, and listen good. you know how half the world's personal problems could be solved? if you just say the damn words. whatever they are. just say them.
if you care about someone, just tell them. if you were walking down the street, and a smell, or a taste, or a sight, reminded you strongly of someone you haven't thought about in years, find them. if you miss someone, let them know. if someone gives you their number, then just call them. if someone you love does something that hurts you, telling them is usually prefererable and relationship-saving to keeping it inside.
and if you don't know how to tell someone that you love them, "hey, ____, I love you" has proven a tried and true formula.
words, people. most people say about four thousand words a day that are completely meaningless the minute they're out. so pick some important words, and say them to the right people, for once.


love, krissa .... 4:16 AM ... link!

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